"Since you all clearly didn't understand my meaning, I'll state the truth."
"Actually, there's one point where your guess isn't wrong. Before my sister and I fought over the blanket, she was indeed already a corpse."
Meng Die's words caused Rosen and the Barefoot Immortal's faces to change once again, growing tense.
Rosen suddenly had a light bulb moment, "I get it! I finally get it! So that's how it is!"
"What exactly do you mean by that?" the Barefoot Immortal asked with a pained expression.
Rosen organized his thoughts and explained, "Meng Die just said that her sister was already a corpse before they fought, right?"
"That's right," the Barefoot Immortal replied.
"Then it makes sense. Imagine this, under what circumstances would two sisters, who understand each other's hearts, fight to the death over a blanket?" Rosen asked again.
"Such a situation is indeed hard to imagine, but I suspect it must be due to a severe drop in temperature," the Barefoot Immortal pondered.
